Feng Jun didn't dare to look at Ye Qingyi more, so he stayed for a second, and then withdrew from WeChat, which was able to dodge the palm of the innate master, and withdrew from the immortal cultivation space without hesitation.

When he came to the real society, he lit the detonator, and seeing that it was about to burn to the end, he entered the immortal cultivation space again.

He threw out the explosives bag in his hand at the innate master in the air, and then entered the > originally, he wanted to buy an explosion-proof shield or something, hide behind it, but think about it again, two kilograms of TNT, it's really not so fun, it's better to dodge this wave of explosions.

In the camera of WeChat, Xiao Yezi was still in a daze with his hands on his cheeks.

After staying for another two seconds, Feng Jun exited WeChat again, and only then did he appear in the immortal cultivation space, and he felt the ground under his feet tremble, and the echo of an explosion sounded in his ears.

He didn't care about looking at others, his eyes were fixed on the innate master in the air, but he found that the guy was being thrown into the distance by the shock wave of the explosion.

In Lord Luo's eyes, the other party just disappeared for a moment, and when he reappeared, there was already a strange thing in his hand and threw it at him.

This is definitely not a good thing, he judged it in an instant, so his first reaction was: do you want to run away?

However, although he wanted to escape, but after all, he stayed in the world for too long, as a congenital master, he was used to being a master, even if he knew that the other party was not easy to mess with, but he couldn't completely lose that reserve: If others saw me fleeing for my life, where would the face be?

It only hesitated for a split second before the thing smashed.

He just slapped out with all his strength, and then just as Feng Jun thought, he was so surprised that he didn't make any other preparations.

At this time, it was impossible to let him slap with all his strength, and in a hurry, he swept another palm towards the thing, but the power was only half of what he had just now.

Of course, even if it is a hasty blow, it is an innate master's shot, and the power is not beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At the same time, Lord Luo also avoided the side slightly, in order to maintain his image, he did not avoid too far, but after all, he gave way.

In fact, he had the idea of deceiving himself forward and catching the other party, knowing that the immortal's hand-to-hand combat ability may not be comparable to that of an innate master, and purely in terms of martial cultivation, the other party is just a middle-level martial artist.

However, he is still hesitating whether to make a move or not, and his shot just now can be said to be not guilty of ignorance, but now he has to force his shot, which is naked and naked malice.

Anyway, this trade-off is more difficult, and he plans to take a look at the other party's means and then make calculations.

However, how could he have imagined that the other party threw an explosive with huge lethality?

When the detonator detonated, he realized that it was bad, the explosion just now, he saw it with his own eyes, the movement seemed to be a little bigger, but the power was ...... That's what happened.

This time, in the face of his own innate master, the other party still used similar methods, even if he thought with his ass, he knew that the power would definitely be much greater than just now.

However, it was really too late to react at this moment, how fast and how fast the detonator detonated TNT, Lord Luo didn't even straighten out the train of thought just now, only the word "broken" appeared in his mind, and a bigger explosion happened.

Even if he is an innate master, even if he has been protected by luck, in the face of absolute power, he can only kneel.

The powerful shock wave was not something he could bear by luck at all, and he was in the air, and he didn't even have a place to borrow strength, so he was blown up directly.

He didn't even notice that Feng Jun had disappeared for another second, narrowly avoiding the explosion.

Lord Luo's body was flying backwards, in fact, his body was also hit hard, although he had been lucky to protect himself, but the shock wave of the TNT explosion could make the appearance of ordinary people intact, and the bones in his body were shattered.

He knew very well in his heart that with just this blow, he would have to retreat and recuperate when he went back, and he would not have three or five years to recover—immortals are indeed immortals, and not just anyone can make up their minds.

What a painful realization~

Then, his body fell heavily to the ground, hit the ground once, and then bounced up and down into the distance, and bounced three times before he slowed down, rolled twice, and finally stopped.

Lord Luo wanted to get up and escape, but he was so sore for a while that he couldn't stand up straight.

He raised his head with difficulty, only to find that not far from him were the villagers of Zhaojiabao, and many people were also shocked by the explosion, and their bodies were swaying, unable to maintain their balance.

He was shocked again: I was blown out so far?

He was in the air, and he was indeed thrown far away, and he bounced three times in a row, not more than a mile.

The next moment, he only felt a flower in front of him, but it was the middle-level martial artist who knew immortal arts in front of him.

The distance of more than a mile is really fleeting for a martial artist.

Lord Luo tried his best to squeeze out a smile, wanting to explain out loud, but he only had one mouth, so he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Jun pulled out the dogleg knife on his leg and slashed it down with an expressionless face.

This person is a congenital master, and he must take advantage of the other party's weakness to end his life, and he will suffer from it when he is constantly broken.

However, a knife slashed at the opponent's chest and abdomen, and the dog-legged knife bounced high - it couldn't break the defense?

However, Lord Luo was shaken by this, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Feng Jun's gaze moved upwards and turned to the other party's bare neck, and he hesitated for a moment - is it okay to cut off his head?

He has no moral cleanliness, but in front of everyone, cutting off the head of a living person always feels that the means are a bit bloody, and I don't know if it is in line with the cognition of this plane.

It's like he thinks it's nothing to shave his hair short, but here, it's completely different.

Well, I must admit that in fact, he is a little unclear whether his dogleg knife can break the defense of the opponent's neck.

Lord Luo breathed a sigh of relief, he had armor on his body, and as for his neck, it was a method for him to practice qi, ordinary swords were difficult to hurt, and at this time, he remembered again - the other party seemed to be holding ordinary weapons, no magic weapons!

However, his relieved breath completely annoyed the other party.

Feng Jun glanced at him coldly, raised his hand, and pulled out a long thorn more than a meter long from his back.

When Lord Luo saw this long thorn, his eyes suddenly widened, and he spoke in shock, "Spare your life!"

He just said that the other party didn't have a magic weapon, and they dragged out a rare thing, although it was not a weapon, but it was not inferior to a divine weapon - this is the thorn of the spirit hedgehog!

Lord Luo had participated in the strangulation of two spirit hedgehogs, and he was all too familiar with this thing, in fact, he could even tell that the spirit hedgehog thorn in the other party's hand was far better than the ordinary spirit hedgehog thorn.

In other words, people's spirit hedgehog thorns are not the thorns shot by the spirit hedgehog that they picked up, but they are broken off from the spirit hedgehog alive!

What kind of strength do you have to do this?

No wonder people don't have magic weapons, they don't need them at all - if you have a motorcycle in hand, what kind of bicycle do you need?

It was precisely because he recognized the thorn of the spirit hedgehog that Lord Luo couldn't care about his injuries at all, and begged for mercy while spurting blood.

Feng Jun's hand waved downward, the long thorn pierced the other party's neck, and he spoke expressionlessly, "You used that palm just now, did you ever think of sparing my life?"

Murderers are always killed, and Feng has never had the kindness of those women.

Lord Luo was in a hurry, so he didn't care about saying more, so he used all his strength, turned over, and shouted, "Xian......"

He wanted to shout out the identity of the other party, saying "immortals spare life", but only shouted more than half a word, and a long thorn pierced through the back of his neck and out of the front neck.

Lord Luo's body spasmed suddenly, and his legs kicked for his life, and he lost his life.

Feng Jun pulled out the long thorn and glanced around coldly, only to find that the TNT explosion just now blew up a shallow pit where he was originally standing, and Lang Zhen and the Deng family brothers not far from him were sitting on the ground, gasping for breath.

Lang Zhen was a little better, and the Deng brothers' eyes, ears, mouths and noses were gushing blood, and they were obviously not lightly affected by the explosion.

The junior martial artists who fought against them were no better, the long sword in his hand was on the ground, panting heavily, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The high-level martial artist with bleeding thighs is much better, he is a little farther away, and there is nothing unusual about the seven orifices, but the horror in this person's eyes can't be stopped, and he doesn't dare to make a sound when he hides to the side.

In short, as soon as the TNT explosive package exploded, all local battles stopped.

And the more than 200 people in Zhaojiabao stood there like a chicken, and none of them dared to talk in a disorderly manner.

Feng Jun hesitated for a few seconds, then kicked the ground with both legs, holding a long thorn, and went straight to the high-level martial artist.

As long as this person can be killed, the others will be drizzle, two beginner-level martial artists, one is injured, one is Zhao Erye of Zhaojiabao, and one middle-level martial artist has been blown away by his grenade, even if he doesn't die, he only has half a life left.

Only this high-level martial artist, although he was shot in the thigh, it seems that he still has a certain amount of combat effectiveness.

His idea was not wrong, but he never dreamed that he had only jumped out less than a hundred meters, and the high-level martial artist directly threw away the weapon in his hand, raised his hands high, and shouted in his mouth, "My lord, spare my life, I have surrendered!"

When Feng Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Lang Zhen sideways in astonishment, with a deep puzzle in his eyes-Nima, can you still surrender?

Lang Zhen also knew that his boss was a little ignorant of the world, so he coughed lightly, "He hasn't touched the ground on one knee yet, and he can kill ......"

That sounds like it...... If you surrender on one knee, you can't kill it?

What kind of logic is this, Feng Jun felt a little confused, but this did not prevent him from raising the long thorn in his hand again.

"I'm here!" the high-ranking martial artist screamed desperately, kneeling on one knee.

(When the third watch arrives, the monthly pass is really a little slow, call loudly.) ）